One of her talents is every year, without fail, giving me one truly horrific piece of clothing. I usually tell her exactly what I want, but she waits so long to place her orders that things go out of stock, and then she starts making things up.
This year, in an attempt to prevent this, I gave her a long and detailed list, of twenty different items, most with several color choices, so she wouldn't accidentally buy me something pink or otherwise dreadful. (In fact, in one case, I actually marked my choice as "any color with no hint of pink whatsoever.")
One of the items I received? Is a pink night shirt. With, no joke, hearts and flowers printed on it. And ladybugs and butterflies. It's so girly I want to be ill. Apparently the two choices I gave for that item were both out of stock - so she bought the pink one.
I was contemplating methods of getting rid of it, but then I tried it on, and it really is exactly what I wanted, except for being pink. I think that not only I'm going to end up keeping it, but I'm sleeping in it tonight. My sense of self is suffering. ;-)
Another item which I selected came in a color I actually liked. Its cut is somewhat strange, however, and it seems to be flawed. It's already (ten minutes out of the packaging) developing holes in a couple of places, including one in the middle of the left breast. This is totally not my mom's fault, of course. This one is not worth returning, but probably also not worth keeping, and I really am disappointed about that.